and that makes me a bad person

       I went out tonight to an open mic...Ethan was there too. I dunno how he got there, but I assumed I would be taking him home...except that I packed up my stuff and split as fast as I could...I don't feel guilty about it--yet...I've taken him home twice before--both times I was not all that comfortable...actually, the second time he was talking to someone on his cell phone for the whole ride...I kinda liked that...